{"id":556,"date":"2008-05-01T07:49:41","date_gmt":"2008-05-01T15:49:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/mill\/2008\/05\/01\/poetry\/"},"modified":"2008-05-01T07:49:41","modified_gmt":"2008-05-01T15:49:41","slug":"poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/mill\/2008\/05\/poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This year\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Carrboro Day poetry reading includes a new feature \u00e2\u20ac\u201d the first annual readings by the winners of the town\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Youth Poetry Contest. Sponsored by Carrboro Recreation &#038; Parks and coordinated by Carrboro\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Poet Laureate Neal McTighe, the contest had more than 50 entries from students in elementary, middle and high school.<\/p>\n<p>The winners will be recognized on Carrboro Day at 4 p.m. at the Town Hall board room, where they and others will participate in the annual poetry reading from 4-5:30 p.m.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><strong>High School Division <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Becky Bush<\/strong><br \/>\nChapel Hill High School<\/p>\n<p>Sixteen-year-old Becky Bush believes that \u00e2\u20ac\u0153beauty comes in all forms, shapes, and sizes\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and \u00e2\u20ac\u0153needs to be spread throughout the world.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d  She writes that she hopes that through her poem \u00e2\u20ac\u0153readers can view themselves<br \/>\ndifferently and find that they too are beautiful.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p><strong>Summer Hope<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>dedicated to a young camper who changed my life<\/em><br \/>\nI tried to come up with a topic,<br \/>\nA topic that would explain,<br \/>\nThe love I felt for this girl,<br \/>\nAnd the pain I never gained.<br \/>\nHer name was Summer Hope.<br \/>\nThe memory,<br \/>\nThose eyes, her smile,<br \/>\nSparkled like the delicious sun of Eden.<br \/>\nI was supposed to be her counselor,<br \/>\nInstead, she became my friend.<br \/>\nI never knew a friend could be,<br \/>\nThat life-changing, chicken noodle soup story.<br \/>\nWhat she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t believe,<br \/>\nCould change her life.<br \/>\nThree words,<br \/>\nChanging the image the mirror saw.<br \/>\nMy heart like a shattered window,<br \/>\nWhen I knew what the mirror saw,<br \/>\nA distorted face,<br \/>\nThat ugly smile.<br \/>\nI kept repeating the soft words,<br \/>\nAs the week went on.<br \/>\nHoping I could make a difference,<br \/>\nAnd the window would be cleared.<br \/>\nFinally on that last night,<br \/>\nI said one more time,<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Being beautiful is<br \/>\nOn the inside and out.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nAnd \u00e2\u20ac\u0153you are beautiful,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nSummer Hope didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t object.<br \/>\nSomehow I knew,<br \/>\nNext time Summer Hope was knocked down,<br \/>\nShe would be able to stand back up.<br \/>\nKeeping her nine year old feet,<br \/>\nFirmly planted on the ground.<br \/>\nBeauty\u00e2\u20ac\u201da strange noun,<br \/>\nDescribing people who can make you smile,<br \/>\nAnd although my eyes are filled with tears,<br \/>\nSummer Hope\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s window is finally clear.<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nHonorable Mention: Becca Desper of Chapel Hill High School<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>High School Junior Becca Desper has been writing poems, songs and short stories since she first learned how to write.  But it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not only writing she is passionate about,  horses and riding have taken the other part of her heart.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Effortless Breath<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd effortless breath,<br \/>\nBut yet grasped for.<br \/>\nAn internal cut,<br \/>\nBut yet a healed scar.<br \/>\nIs life everlasting?<br \/>\nOr a deadly poison dart,<br \/>\nThat penetrates the skin?<br \/>\nWill the world continue revolving,<br \/>\nAround and round successfully?<br \/>\nOr will this spectacular planet,<br \/>\nEnd heartbreakingly tragically?<br \/>\nA deadly secret kept,<br \/>\nInside her scared head,<br \/>\nLeads to an unfortunate wish,<br \/>\nA wish that she was dead.<br \/>\nThis effortless breath once taken,<br \/>\nNow starts defining death.<br \/>\nThis scared teenage girl,<br \/>\nShould have never started meth.<br \/>\nShe holds her hand to her throat,<br \/>\nAnd now begins painfully to choke.<br \/>\nIn her head she now wishes,<br \/>\nThat she never started coke.<br \/>\nOne last breath effortless breath,<br \/>\nOne more last gasp.<br \/>\nOne more internal cut,<br \/>\nBut no longer a healed scar.<br \/>\nNo, life is not everlasting,<br \/>\nBut is a poison dart<br \/>\nPenetrating the skin.<br \/>\nIf only this girl could hear this,<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I love you baby, please don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t leave me\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nBut this young girl lays there motionless.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Middle School Division <\/strong><br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nShannon Mumper<\/strong><br \/>\nMcDougle Middle School<\/p>\n<p>Twelve-year-old Shannon Mumper has done quite a bit of traveling! Born in Texas, moved to Kentucky, and now our beloved North Carolina. Shannon says she loves to write. She is already making quite a name for herself, having entered and won other poetry competitions. May she continue her success. Her poem is a perfect match for the weather outside.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Spring is here<\/strong><br \/>\nThey run through the street<br \/>\nwith no worries<br \/>\nas the bright sun dances in the sky<br \/>\nThe warm breeze<br \/>\nsways with the trees<br \/>\nand gently waves to the Earth<br \/>\nWith winter hidden<br \/>\nspring arrives<br \/>\nwith summer not too far behind<br \/>\nRays of light<br \/>\nshine much brighter than the night<br \/>\nabove the Earth and over the children<br \/>\nAnd with the beauty of nature<br \/>\nthe flowers bloom and light up the world<br \/>\nwith color and happiness,<br \/>\none daisy and tulip at a time<br \/>\nHe holds a brush<br \/>\nand with serenity,<br \/>\nhe paints a joyful mood<br \/>\nat his fingertips<br \/>\nHe smiles,<br \/>\nlooking out<br \/>\ninto the distance, for spring is here<\/p>\n<p>Honorable Mention<br \/>\n<strong>Aylee Peck Whitesides<\/strong><br \/>\nSmith Middle School<\/p>\n<p>Eleven-year-old Aylee of Smith Middle School has some wonderful ideas about Peace, what it is, where it can be found, and why we should aspire to it.<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nPeace is&#8230;<\/strong><br \/>\nPeace is a dream, when my eyes shut at night.<br \/>\nPeace is my future, when all the wars end.<br \/>\nPeace is a quiet place to read.<br \/>\nPeace is a golden heart, in a wonderful person.<br \/>\nPeace is that twinkle, in her dark brown eyes.<br \/>\nPeace is a calm, sweet animal, in need of attention.<br \/>\nPeace is a loving mother, holding her little child.<br \/>\nPeace is our world, our world with no war.<br \/>\nPeace is a softball landing, with a \u00e2\u20ac\u0153plop\u00e2\u20ac\u009d in the mitt.<br \/>\nPeace is a soccer ball, gliding through the air.<br \/>\nPeace is a dark night sky, scattered with bright twinkling stars.<br \/>\nPeace is a pair of shoes, hitting the hard, black asphalt.<br \/>\nPeace is a painting, with a calm scene on it.<br \/>\nPeace is a feather pillow, laying on a soft feeling bed.<br \/>\nPeace is what you say it should be.<br \/>\nPeace is my mother,<br \/>\nmy wonderful mother and me!<\/p>\n<p><strong>Elementary School Division<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Elizabeth Yang<\/strong><br \/>\nCarrboro Elementary<\/p>\n<p>Eight-year-old Elizabeth Yang\u00e2\u20ac\u201dtwo school years advanced for  her age\u00e2\u20ac\u201dwrites that she intends to be \u00e2\u20ac\u0153a poet, a musician, a doctor, a scientist, an artist, a writer, a pilot, an inventor, a marine scientist, an astronaut, and a president.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d From her poem it appears that she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already become many of those.<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nThe Magicmathical Interchange<\/strong><br \/>\nOne day Mr. Quarter was coming home,<br \/>\nBut then he saw a mysterious dome,<br \/>\nFlashing with a golden light,<br \/>\nHe thought his eyes weren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t going right.<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I shall go in,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said to himself,<br \/>\nThen strangely he saw a beautiful elf,<br \/>\nWho really was a magicmathical fairy,<br \/>\nOmnipotent but not so hairy.<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Any wish of interchange I will gladly grant,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nSo quarter (a fraction) tilted his head in a slant,<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I want to be a percent!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d his eyes shining,<br \/>\nSo the fairy whooshed with her magic lining.<br \/>\nNow he was a percent, 25% out of a hundred,<br \/>\nHe was surprised you could have read,<br \/>\nBut if \u00c2\u00bc = 25% there must be another form he thought,<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153A decimal!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he cried and then appeared a dot.<br \/>\nNow he realized he was special,<br \/>\nA fraction, percent and even a decimal!<\/p>\n<p>Honorable Mention<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nCharlotte Deming<\/strong><br \/>\nMcDougle Elementary<\/p>\n<p>Eleven-year-old Charlotte Deming enjoys reading, drawing and writing. Her favorite sport is swimming, favorite animal a dog, favorite color, silver. Her poem speaks for itself.<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nNo More Fire<\/strong><br \/>\nThe heat that smolders<br \/>\nand burns my eyes<br \/>\ncomes from no other<br \/>\nthan you<br \/>\nyou hold the anger<br \/>\nthat flashes red<br \/>\nin my mind<br \/>\nblazing my soul<br \/>\nwith hot madness<br \/>\nyou are the person<br \/>\nthat lights my mind<br \/>\nwith a star that shines<br \/>\nlike the sun<br \/>\nyet you are the person<br \/>\nthat has put out my fire<br \/>\nhiding the coals<br \/>\nwith pale, grey ash<\/p>\n<p>Honorable Mention <\/p>\n<p><strong>Maggie Weber<\/strong><br \/>\nCarrboro Elementary<\/p>\n<p>Seven-year-old Maggie Weber loves \u00e2\u20ac\u0153writing poetry\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and \u00e2\u20ac\u0153animals.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Maggie\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s poem will keep ringing and ringing and ringing in your mind.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Pencil Topper<\/strong><br \/>\nMy little purple pencil topper<br \/>\nis an alligator<br \/>\nthat eats<br \/>\nmistakes<br \/>\nlike<br \/>\nCapiTals ThaT don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T beLong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This year\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Carrboro Day poetry reading includes a new feature \u00e2\u20ac\u201d the first annual readings by the winners of the town\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Youth Poetry Contest. 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